Clark woke up in the strange bed truly depressed for the first time. He had
been sad, but most of it was anger. Now it all hit him, waking up were no
one knew he was. He was lying to everyone he loved, to protect him, and
even though he knew it was right, he couldn't help but feeling completely
alone, like he never had been.
I don't have to be alone, I can visit my friends, Clark told himself, but he knew that things would never be the same with his friends again, even Lana. He could never be completely honest to them. Lana would know he was lying to her. He could never let them get too close, because he loved them.
Clark stayed in bed 20 minutes just lying there, remembering happy times with his parents and with Lana. He got out of bed and looked at the clock- 5:37am. Clark was used to getting up early to the farm chores, and felt guilty. He thought of his dad having to do it all alone. No, Lionel would make sure they were fine, I don't trust Lionel, but he will keep his word, after all he has to, to get the information he needs from me. Then Clark was suddenly scared, one word echoed in his head....
Session..... Session..... Session.....
What are they going to do to me?
Clark was trying to take his mind off it and went to go see if there was food in the small refrigerator in the apartment sized kitchen. Clark found he couldn't eat anything, it was like the food was tainted, it came from Lionel. Clark slammed the frig shut, he wasn't eating any of that food.
* * * * * * * * * * *
At 8am on the dot Lionel and a body guard walked in. Clark just sat on the couch, ignoring them.
"Good morning Clark." Lionel said in a somewhat devilish tone.
Clark turned off the TV, even though he wasn't watching it.
"Don't act like we are friends." Clark wanted to kill him so bad.
I don't have to be alone, I can visit my friends, Clark told himself, but he knew that things would never be the same with his friends again, even Lana. He could never be completely honest to them. Lana would know he was lying to her. He could never let them get too close, because he loved them.
Clark stayed in bed 20 minutes just lying there, remembering happy times with his parents and with Lana. He got out of bed and looked at the clock- 5:37am. Clark was used to getting up early to the farm chores, and felt guilty. He thought of his dad having to do it all alone. No, Lionel would make sure they were fine, I don't trust Lionel, but he will keep his word, after all he has to, to get the information he needs from me. Then Clark was suddenly scared, one word echoed in his head....
Session..... Session..... Session.....
What are they going to do to me?
Clark was trying to take his mind off it and went to go see if there was food in the small refrigerator in the apartment sized kitchen. Clark found he couldn't eat anything, it was like the food was tainted, it came from Lionel. Clark slammed the frig shut, he wasn't eating any of that food.
* * * * * * * * * * *
At 8am on the dot Lionel and a body guard walked in. Clark just sat on the couch, ignoring them.
"Good morning Clark." Lionel said in a somewhat devilish tone.
Clark turned off the TV, even though he wasn't watching it.
"Don't act like we are friends." Clark wanted to kill him so bad.